Spirit

Lying on my left side,looking at the wall.

Wondering if he will come again for me to see.

He was breathing down my neck and dripping,sweat,down on my ear lobe.

Down on my ear lobe.

Hair standing up on my neck ,my fear he could see.

Daddy,daddy,come help me,he is here like mother said.

A spirit of a dog that I could really see.

Lots of jewelry around his neck,shining in the dark.

It's just a tale of an old man that hunted gold in the dark.

But this dog came to me. 

Walking heavy thu the house and disappearing in the wind.

Just like mother had begged ,not to let me see.